Blacktail Deer Plateau strunk

Indigo eyes rolled sideways to find Mou approaching, then shifted forward again, accompanied by a sigh that racked her entire body (small as it still was). She bore his licks for a few moments before shifting away, brow furrowed in consternation.

Go 'way, she told her father sullenly, all but burying her face in the dirt. She didn't want to see him right now, didn't want to hear him. He and Ma had been so distant; they cared about everything but her, it seemed. All wrapped up in the drama with Ves and Peregrine. . .whatever that was.

She gave an apathetic flick of her forepaw, sending the crushed pillbug rolling into the nearby brush.